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Updated: May 29, 2025
All those who knew her speak of her rare and delicate beauty, both of face and figure. They called her the "Rose of Jedwood." She kept her beauty to the last day of her life, and was a beautiful old woman, as she had been a lovely young one. She used to say, laughing, that "it was very hard no one ever thought of painting her portrait so long as she was young and pretty."
'Where be our guards? exclaimed this second Justinian; 'see ye not a stranger knight from foreign parts arrived at this our court of Holyrood, with our bold yeoman Andrew Dinmont, who has succeeded to the keeping of our royal flocks within the forest of Jedwood, where, thanks to our royal care in the administration of justice, they feed as safe as if they were within the bounds of Fife?
He was not the kind of man who can resist an opportunity of justifying, to himself and others, a course into which he has been led by mingled feelings, all more or less unjustifiable. 'How should Jedwood know? asked Marian. Yule shrugged his shoulders. 'As if these things didn't get about among editors and publishers! 'In this case, there's a mistake.
I knows Colmoor, and I knows the Scrubs, and I knows Portland; and of the five I say give me Jedwood. Who's the guy in front o' you?" "Hi, you in front there, who are yer?" cried the first, pounding. He was answered by a deep voice, which said: "I AM WHO I AM". "All right, keep yer 'air on, if you've any left! It's the Lawd Chief Justice, mate! 'E says 'e's 'oo 'e are!" "'Old on!
But Reardon moved in an uncomfortable way. 'We'll see about it, he said. 'Some day, perhaps. 'Let me know whenever you feel disposed. But about Jedwood: I happen to know a man who reads for him. 'Heavens! cried Reardon. 'Who don't you know? 'The simplest thing in the world. At present it's a large part of my business to make acquaintances.
'Profits would be less, I suppose. People would take the minimum subscription. 'Well, to go to the concrete, what about your own one-volume? 'All but done. 'And you'll offer it to Jedwood? Go and see him personally. He's a very decent fellow, I believe. Milvain stayed only half an hour.
"Turnbull," said the churchman, "I trust you will believe me when I say that it grieves my heart to see thee brought to this situation by wounds which it is my duty to tell you, you must consider mortal." "Is the chase ended, then?" said the Jedwood man with a sigh.
She read, and her countenance fell. Mr Jedwood regretted that the story offered to him did not seem likely to please that particular public to whom his series of one-volume novels made appeal. He hoped it would be understood that, in declining, he by no means expressed an adverse judgment on the story itself &c. 'It doesn't surprise me, said Reardon. 'I believe he is quite right.
'Where be our guards? exclaimed this second Justinian; 'see ye not a stranger knight from foreign parts arrived at this our court of Holyrood, with our bold yeoman Andrew Dinmont, who has succeeded to the keeping of our royal flocks within the forest of Jedwood, where, thanks to our royal care in the administration of justice, they feed as safe as if they were within the bounds of Fife?
'He inspired the thing, of course; but I rather think it was written by that fellow Milvain. 'Think so? asked the publisher. 'Well, I know with certainty that the notice of Markland's novel is his writing, and I have reasons for suspecting that he did Yule's book as well. 'Smart youngster, that, remarked Mr Jedwood. 'Who is he, by-the-bye?
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